I’m thinking of cab drivers this morning.
Last Friday, some taxi drivers marched outside City Hall in downtown Cincinnati. They are sick and tired of “endless harassment” by a few Cincinnati police officers. Apparently some of the cops are handing out tickets for illegitimate reasons and the cab drivers feel like they are being discriminated against. Click here to read more about it.
I say good for those cab drivers for standing up for themselves. I think most of you will already know my view on those cops. . . hey cops, leave the damn cab drivers alone. Why are you going out of your way to harass people who, just like you, are trying to make a buck? Don’t you have anything better to do?
Another complaint that the cab drivers have is there isn’t enough taxi stands in the city. Ain’t that the truth? Ever try to hail a cab in downtown Cincinnati? You can’t do it. You’re lucky to even find one. My experience has always been to just call a cab company, tell them where I am and wait for them to show up.
I know Cincinnati isn’t New York but it would be nice to be a little more big city like when it comes to getting a cab.
That’s my view on Cincinnati cops, cab drivers and taxi stands. Now, I gotta go catch the bus.
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Over the weekend, I was watching the Woody Allen comedy from 1995 called “Mighty Aphrodite.” It stars him and Mira Sorvino and it’s pretty damn funny.
And I love the music in all of Woody’s films, that cool, real jazz music that never gets old. Sorry. I’m getting off point.
Kind of at the beginning of the movie, Woody and his wife in the film are at a party and they’re with friends talking about kids, adopting kids—that type of thing.
One of the friends mentions that children grow up, move out and Woody says. . .
“Sometimes to ridiculous places like Cincinnati.”
Now I have often said here over the years that I think Cincinnati is a lazy city, but is it ridiculous too?
You know what? That’s my question of the week.
(Photo found on Google. That’s Woody to the left)
So it’s finally going to happen. Groundbreaking for Cincinnati’s streetcar project is set for this coming Friday, February 17.
I live in Covington, Kentucky now, you know, right across the river from downtown Cincinnati, so I no longer have a dog in this fight. That won’t stop me from having an opinion. You know how I can be.
Streetcars in Cincinnati is fine with me. It will be a cool thing to have but the reality is it’s a little too retro for me. Wouldn’t it be better to take that $110 million dollars for the streetcar project and start thinking mass transit? Doesn’t Cincinnati want to be more progressive?
The answer to that last question is no. Cincinnati has never been progressive. It’s easier and yes, a bit lazier to do the “cute” streetcar thing than to start planning for the city’s future.
When those streetcars are up and running, I’ll take a ride on one knowing that it’s really not going to take me anywhere. Get my point? I’ll shut up now.
(Photo from Cincinnatistreetcars.com)
If I’ve said it once, I’ve said it a thousand times. Cincinnati is a lazy city.
Is Cincinnati the bedbug capital of the world? Apparently not. We are only #2. New York City has beaten us. Click here to read the depressing report.
Come on, people. We can’t let New York beat us on this. If you have bedbugs in your house or apartment, take some to your neighbors, friends or family who don’t have them. In other words, share. Stop being so selfish.
We can be #1 here. We must try harder.
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Dear Idiot Customer,
Next time you’re ready to checkout your items, please make sure you are actually ready to do so.
I was right behind you, Mr. Idiot, and It was very annoying to hear you say the following after the cashier had totaled up your items.
“Oh, get me a pack of Camels too.”
“I don’t want these mints, take them off.”
Then you picked up a candy bar. “Add this,” you said.
And then, did it have to talk you a goddamn half hour to find your damn credit card to pay for your damn stuff? Then you stood there for several more minutes putting away your credit card and looking through your damn bags to make you had everything.
I’m lucky I didn’t miss my bus, you fool. Take time, be prepared or I’ll hit you over the cane with my goddamn cane.
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So you think people here in the Midwest are friendly? No so, especially here in Cincinnati. Check out the video. They can’t even help a badly injured guy.
You would think this is New York or something.
I found myself in downtown Cincinnati a few days ago with a little time on my hands. I was feeling hungry and right there in front of me was Arby’s. What the hell.
I ordered some kind of roast beef sandwich with fake cheese and bacon on it, ate about half of it and started to feel a bit sick. I finished my Diet Pepsi, then emptied my food tray in one of their dumpsters.
Or I should say I attempted to empty my food tray. The first dumpster was full of trash. So was the second one. So was the third.
At the third dumpster, most of my trash ended up on the floor. I thought about picking it up, but please remember I was feeling a bit sick. Screw it.
Leaving Arby’s, I couldn’t help but notice that three of their employees were smoking outside. I’m a smoker myself, but come on. Couldn’t one of them have emptied those dumpsters before taking a smoke break?
Maybe I’m just being grumpy.
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